A Sexual Life
by Daddy's Boy

This story was told to me by an online friend about his childhood. I have no way of knowing if it is completely true or not, but I took notes for him and decided to write it as he requested. There were gaps of time that he couldn't remember and I decided to fill them in to keep the story going. So parts of the story I know are fiction. The story is about his sexual upbringing and contains a lot of sex between men and boys and occasionally incest. I know that this stuff isn't legal everywhere and not everyone likes this kind of story but for those of you who do here it is.

A Sexual Life - Chapter 3

CODES: t/b, masturbation

As it happened my next lesson about sex came from my own father. Its not what you're thinking I'm sure. He didn't have sex with me and I never even thought about having sex with him. At least I didn't think about it at the time. A lot of changes had started to happen to my body and though I thought I had a pretty good idea what was happening from seeing Warner at least half naked more than once I wasn't absolutely sure. But I didn't have anyone to talk to about it either. I mean my uncle Jed was cool and we were close but it was embarrassing to talk about because he'd never even seen me naked that I knew of. As the school year progressed the changes kept happening until my dad finally noticed something.

It was my weekend with him and I was in the bath tub. He was sitting on the toilet but for some reason he'd looked at my dick and saw that there were quite a few hairs growing around it. He had me stand up and face him as he looked at my dick. I wasn't exactly happy about this at all. I mean I liked my dad all right but he wasn't the one I wanted to talk to about it. I'd almost made up my mind to talk to Warner about it but I hadn't seen him much since school started.

"Looks like you're growin' up, Squirt," said my dad as he reached out to heft my dick and balls in his hand. I instantly got stiff in his hand and then I was blushing like crazy. He chuckled which made it worse. "Yep, you're definitely growin' up all right."

He let go of my dick and I thanked God. He told me to get on with my bath and he even left the bathroom and didn't come back. I didn't know why he did that when he didn't trust me to wash all of my parts, but I quickly washed everywhere and then got out and dried myself. I pulled the plug on the tub and put on my pajamas before going out to the bedroom. Dad was sitting on his bed. I walked over to my sleeping bag and got inside without saying anything to him.

"Chris, we have to talk about a few things tomorrow," he said.

"Okay," I said.

"I'm sure you've got a lot of questions about the changes that are going on with your body," he said. That much was true. "I'll do my best to explain everything so you can understand it."

"Thank you," I said not knowing what else there was to say.

"Get some sleep," he said before getting up and heading for the bathroom. I could see that his dick was stiff in his shorts though. It tented the front. I wondered about that as I closed my eyes and tried to go to sleep.

The next day my dad took me to the park for a while. He told me to play with the other kids on the playground while he sat and did some thinking. I didn't know what he had to think about but I went and played with the group of kids and got on pretty well with them. I don't know how long we were there but when most of the kids started to leave with their parents my dad told me it was time to go. Instead of going right back to his apartment we made a stop at a small book store. Dad went in and told me to sit in the car and wait for him. He came back a few minutes later with a small paper bag with a picture of the book store sign on it. Grafton Books was the name of the store.

When we got back to the apartment he sat me down at the kitchen table and showed me the book. There were pictures of drawings of boys and girls and their sex parts. He showed me things Warner hadn't told me about my dick, but he called it my penis. By the time we were done talking I understood exactly how my balls made cum. Dad had different names for those as well. My balls were testicles and cum was sperm. Girls had ovaries that made eggs. Sex was supposed to be between a man and woman and when the man put his penis into the woman's vagina his testicles released sperm and he ejaculated insider her. Then his sperm would swim into her uterus to seek out her eggs. When one egg was fertilized a baby was made. He went into so much detail that I had to sit and think about it for a while. No, boys did not have a uterus or ovaries, they had testicles that made sperm. Girls made eggs and boys made sperm. It took the sperm fertilizing the egg to make a baby. That much I got. I knew what fertilization was because we'd covered that in school with flowers and plants.

What I didn't understand but would never tell him was if sex was supposed to be between a man and a woman why had Scott put his dick in my butt? I knew now that what he'd done to me was sex. He'd fucked me as Warner had described fucking. I didn't understand why that happened if sex was supposed to be between a man and a woman. Dad didn't touch that subject at all. He did talk to me about masturbation, which I knew as jacking off thanks to Warner. He told me that all guys do it and it isn't a bad thing, but I should only do it when I had privacy. I shouldn't talk to anyone about it. He said it wouldn't hurt me or anything like that.

"You're going to hear a lot of things about it that aren't true," he said. "What I've told you is the truth, Chris. Always remember that."

I didn't know if what he'd said about it not being bad was true or not, but I knew I liked it too much to stop. I also knew I liked doing it with Warner more than I liked doing it alone. I couldn't tell him that of course so I just nodded my head to show that I understood and left it at that. Dad seemed really blown away by the fact that I was only eight years old and my body was already headed through puberty. That was a term I hadn't heard before. I was a pretty smart kid and loved words and meanings. When he did his best to explain to me what the word meant it went a lot further in explaining what was happening to me than anything else he'd had to say.

Over the course of the next few months I noticed a lot of things that were different. For one thing the orgasm, the feeling I got from jacking off was a lot more intense. The feeling was better than ever now. The last few times I jacked off I noticed that when the feeling came my dick really started pulsing in my hand. My voice started to crack when I talked. It cracked more when I was excited. My mom finally noticed what was happening when my voice started to crack. She called my dad to talk to him about it and then she was screaming at him on the phone. She was mad that he'd already told me the facts of life. I could hear him yelling back at her that it was better that he'd told me now instead of waiting until something happened. I had no idea what it was that might happen but I didn't stick around for the rest of that screaming match. I went outside and sat on the bench swing in my swing set to think about everything.

Dad had said I was growing up. That made me feel good but I didn't know why my mom was so mad about it. That didn't make a lot of sense to me. I couldn't stay a little boy for the rest of my life. I hoped she didn't want me to. I was going to grow up and that was all there was to it. Nothing could stop it from happening.

Another thing that was happening all the time was that my dick was hard all the time. It seemed like the wind would blow and my dick would get hard. It got hard at school, at the dinner table, riding my bike, at night in bed, in the tub and all kinds of other times. I looked up puberty in the encyclopedias in my basement room and discovered that it usually happened to boys between ten and fifteen. So I was a little early. That was a bit scary but there wasn't anything I could do about it. I read all about what was going to happen to me during puberty and it explained a lot of other things. One thing that it explained was why I was outgrowing all of my clothes so fast. My mom had been complaining all year long that I kept outgrowing my clothes and she was spending more and more money on new clothes. The other thing was my feet. I had gone through two different sizes of shoes in the last year. I was taller than any other boy in my class and my feet were bigger.

The part that seemed great was that my dick got thicker and longer. It happened pretty fast and it was a topic that my uncle Jed talked to me about shortly after my mom's telephone conversation with my dad. He came down to my basement room and sat on my bed while I was reading a book from school. He said that he had something to talk to me about and then maybe something to show me. Uncle Jed was always telling me things and showing me things so I wasn't embarrassed or anything.

"Now I know you're probably reading up on puberty and what to expect from it," he said. "Your little peter won't be so little anymore pretty soon."

"I know about that," I said. "I also know that the hairs growing around it are normal too."

"Yeah, they're normal," he said with a smile. "A little early but still normal. Do you know how to masturbate?"

"You mean jack off?" I asked.

"Well yeah," he said. His face got red over that one.

"Yeah," I said smiling at him. "I've known how to do that for a long time now."

"Well does anything come out of your peter when you do it?" he asked.

"No," I said. "But I know that sperm will come out of it one day."

"That's right," he said. "And you know what sperm is?"

"Sure do," I said.

"Okay," he said. "You're growin' really fast, so I know you're probably growin' pretty fast in the peter department too."

"Oh yeah," I said and smiled at him. This was something I was proud of. I wanted mine to be at least as big as Warner's.

"Well that's what I came down here to show you," he said. He pulled a thin, flat piece of wood out of his back pocket and handed it to me. It was the size and shape of a ruler. "Use that to measure how fast your peter grows."

"How do I do that?" I asked.

"Have you got a black marker?"

"Sure," I said getting off the bed and digging through the drawer in my night table for my markers. I handed him the black one.

"Okay," he said. "You stand up and put the stick flat against your body right here." He put his finger on the spot just above my dick and I started to get stiff. "Then you make sure you're peter is hard and hold it against the stick. Mark the underside of the stick with the marker where the head of your peter is. You can put the date and your age on there too. That way you can track how fast your peter grows."

"Cool," I said. I couldn't wait to start doing it now.

"You have to promise me that you won't tell anyone about this though," he said quietly. "Don't show the stick to anyone and keep it hidden."

"Can I show you?" I asked.

"Sure you can," he said with a smile. "But no one else. Don't even show it to one of your friends." Then he handed me a real ruler that had both centimeter markings as well as inches.

"What's this for?" I asked. I already had a ruler for school but it was only in centimeters.

"Its to measure how big your peter is," he said smiling. "You turn the stick over after you mark it and put the ruler beside it and measure from the end of the stick to the latest mark in inches. Write that under the mark."

It never occurred to me that what my uncle Jed was telling me about or explaining to me was bad. I didn't want to tell anyone about it but I didn't think it was bad. We had a secret now. That was the important thing. He was going to share in the growing of my dick and it had been his idea. But then I started wondering what his dick looked like. My uncle Jed was a very sexy guy. I was only just starting to see people as attractive that year but Jed was very attractive. He had close cropped dark hair, blue eyes that were the color of a stone I didn't know existed until high school. Its called the lapis lazuli. He had a muscular body but not overly done. He was more toned than bulky. His butt was round and very firm and he had hairy legs.

I didn't get to see his dick for a long time but for a while it was all I could think about. I could think of nothing else while I was checking the size of my dick every month. The first time I checked it I discovered that it was five inches long. Uncle Jed said that was pretty big for an eight year old. It grew from one month to the next but it didn't shoot up like the rest of me did. By the time school let out I was almost five feet tall. Uncle Jed said that I was growing like a weed and kept taking me shopping for more clothes.

When summer finally arrived Uncle Jed took me shopping for shorts and t-shirts. The other thing I was constantly growing out of was underwear. He bought me boxers like Warner's when I asked. I got new shoes again and six pairs of shorts in three different styles and six different colors. I got a bunch of t-shirts in a lot of different colors. He also bought me sweat pants because he said I'd not grow out of them so fast. When we got it all home my mom had to clean out my closet and chest of drawers to make room for it all.

With summer came Warner. Now that school was out Warner was available when I spent my weekends with my dad. We went back to hiding behind the old truck in the vacant lot to jack each other off. I was happy again. It happened almost every day of the weekends that I spent with my dad. My dad and Warner were getting to get along very well from what I could see. I found out that Warner spent a lot of time with my dad. It made me feel jealous for a few minutes but then I decided that at least Dad wasn't lonely.

"So what do you want to do for your birthday?" Dad asked me the last weekend before my birthday. He knew I wouldn't be with for my birthday this year. I would come to him the day after my birthday.

Warner had been talking to me about a camping trip that he and my dad had taken and I had been pretty jealous about that. I wanted to go camping with my dad but I didn't know what you did on a camping trip. I'd never been camping. So naturally it was an exciting idea for me. I hoped he'd take me camping. I knew that all I could do was ask. The worst he could do was say no. I just wasn't sure I wanted to hear him say no to me when I knew that he had taken Warner camping for a weekend.

"I want to go camping," I said after thinking it over for a minute.

"Are you sure?" he asked. "Do you think you'd like sleeping in a tent outside and fishing in a lake? It gets pretty cold at night at the campground."

"I want to," I said firmly.

"Well why don't we have a cook out like last year so your cousins can see you for your birthday and we'll go camping the next week when I'm on vacation?" he said.

It wasn't a no so I was happy about that. I told him that was okay with me and then he asked me if I wanted Warner or anyone to come with us. I thought about it for a long time and then told him that I wanted Warner to come with us. He said he'd talk to Mary about it. I was excited about it for the rest of my weekend stay. Warner told me the next day that his mom had said he could go camping with us for the week and I was really happy. He told me about hiking and fishing. He said there were boats that you could rent from the office at the campground and all kinds of things to do. I couldn't wait.

My mom threw me a birthday party at Roller Heaven. My cousins and two friends I'd gone to school with were there. All of my cousins on my mom's side were there. Uncle Jed came and so did my mom's older brother, Ned and his wife Linda. They had three kids. Anne was the oldest and probably my favorite cousin to hang around. She had long red hair and big blue eyes that were so open and honest that everyone liked her. At fifteen she was usually my babysitter when Uncle Jed couldn't watch me. Mom never left me with just my grandparents. Anne was probably the only babysitter I would have put up with because she didn't treat me like a kid and always seemed very happy to be around me.

Her younger sister, Carrie was thirteen with long dark hair and green eyes. She looked almost exactly like a younger version of their mother. She didn't have much to do with me when she was around but I got along with her for the most part. The youngest was Josh. He was now seven years old and though he was so close to my age he seemed much younger. He had short dark hair and blue eyes and looked like their father but without the red hair. Uncle Ned was a teacher at the high school and Aunt Linda was the secretary. They were strict parents who didn't even own a television. I didn't like staying at their house very often because they made their kids read the bible for an hour every day and when I was there I had to do it too. My mom had stopped making me go to church when I was six.

We all had a great time at my party though. The skating rink had set up a table for just my party group. It was decorated with blue and green balloons and a big particle board sign with my name stenciled on it. They even provided a chocolate cake with baseball decorations for the Chicago Cubs who were my favorite baseball team. We each got our ice cream in plastic Cubs ball caps. We didn't get the rink to ourselves but they did make everyone leave the floor so only the people in my party could skate. Uncle Jed skated with us but none of the other adults did. During our time on the floor I got to ride once around the floor in the big red skate. One of the guys that worked there drove it. I didn't know any of the guys that were working there now. None of the guys that had worked there when Scott brought me were still there.

I got really cool presents from everyone that year. Two passes to Roller Heaven were given to me by Emma. Uncle Ned and Aunt Linda gave me a bible. I wasn't happy about that gift but I thanked them just the same. They had also bought presents to be given to me from each of their kids, so I also got a new pair of skates from Anne, a box of baseball cards from Josh and a board game from Carrie. Uncle Jed gave me a baseball glove, ball and a bat. My mom got me more matchbox cars and a train set that Uncle Jed said he'd help me put together. From Mike, one of my friends from school, I got a skateboard and from Daryl, the other friend from school, I got an electronic bowling game. I liked almost all of my gifts and was pretty much happy by the time the party ended and we went back home.

The next day my uncle Jed took me to the park for my dad's party. I was surprised when he stayed at the party but he talked to my dad for a while and then picked me up and swung me around. He told me to have a great time and then he left. Before he left he talked to Warner for a few minutes. Warner walked with him to his car and then they got in and drove away. I wondered where they were going and why Warner had left the party. Dad just smiled at me when I looked over at him but I knew he'd been watching Warner and Jed walk to the car too.

"Did you have a good party yesterday?" Dad asked me when I sat down at the picnic table in the shelter house.

"Yeah we went to Roller Heaven," I said. I told him all about the party but I was still wondering about Warner. I wanted him to be here for the party.

"You see that table of presents over there?" he asked nodding his head at the table at the other end of the shelter house.

"Yeah," I said trying to get excited about them.

"Well there's a lot of 'em," he said smiling at me.

"Yeah," I said and then looked back at the table. There were a lot of presents there.

"Cheer up, Squirt," he said. "Warner'll be back pretty soon."

"Where did they go?" I asked.

"Warner wanted to take a ride in Jed's Jeep," he said. "They won't be gone too long. Don't worry."

I went over to the playground after that and took turns on the swings with Kristy. She wished me a happy birthday and then started to babble about a show on TV that she watched. I didn't know anything about the show so I just listened. It was the same as talking to any of the girls I went to school with. They never wanted to talk about things a boy wanted to talk about. The only boy there was my cousin Jack and he was only six. He played in the sand pile by himself and seemed happy enough to be alone.

A little bit later we got a game of tag going and even Jack got into that. We had to give him special treatment because he couldn't run as fast as us, but we had fun. We were called over to eat after a little while though so we didn't get to play tag long. Warner came back when we were almost done eating. Uncle Jed just dropped him off and honked his horn. I waved at him and he smiled and waved back. Warner sat down next to me with his plate. He smiled at me when he sat down.

"So how was it?" my dad asked him from across the table.

"It was cool," he said. "He's gonna give me another ride when we get back."

"All right," said my dad.

They didn't say anything after that but they gave each other a look. I didn't know what was going on but I was sure that it was more than just a ride in Uncle Jed's Jeep. I didn't think about it too long though. We had cake and ice cream right after that. Then it was time for me to open my presents. I got a lot of really great stuff. A lot of it was for camping and had come from my dad and Mary. I got a two man tent and a new sleeping bag, a big flashlight and a small radio. I also got a fishing pole, tackle box and a bunch of lures, hooks, sinkers and bobbers.

Uncle Dave got me a pair of hiking boots and a set of lawn darts. Aunt Rachel got me an air mattress and an electronic game. I got water guns from Jack and a Kodak Electra camera and a triple box of 110 film for it. I loved the camera and was really happy with my tent, air mattress and all of the camping stuff. The fishing stuff was cool but I usually only went fishing with Gramps and he always let me use his stuff. Having my own would have been really cool but I knew that my dad would make me leave it all at his house. That was the bad part.

When we left the park with all of my gifts that evening Warner rode with us in my dad's Blazer. We went straight to Uncle Dave's house and then Uncle Dave, Dad and Warner put my uncle's canoe on top of my dad's Blazer. They loaded another tent and a large air mattress in the back of the Blazer along with my dad's fishing gear. Dad told me that all of this stuff had been stored at Aunt Rachel's but when Uncle Dave moved back to town they'd moved it all to his garage.

"Have fun," Uncle Dave told me as we got back in the Blazer to head for Dad's apartment.

When we got to the apartment my dad told me only to bring up my pajamas and what I would wear the next day. He made soup and ham sandwiches for dinner and we sat in the living room and ate it on TV trays so we could watch a baseball game. Warner stayed for dinner and to watch the game with us. Before the game was over Dad sent me in to take my bath and get ready for bed. Warner went home and when I was done in the tub my dad took his shower. He came out of the bathroom naked as usual and I watched his dick bounce against his balls as he walked. He knew I always watched his dick but he never said anything about it.

He woke me up really early the next morning and kept pushing and poking me to make sure I stayed awake. He said we had to get going because it was a long drive to the campground. He said that I could sleep in the Blazer. Then he went across the hall to get Warner. I was shocked that Mary was going with us. She and Dad sat in the front seat of the Blazer while me and Warner cuddled up in the back seat and went back to sleep. I slept the whole way to the campground. I woke up with my head in Warner's lap. He'd been awake for a while. I really had to pee by the time we stopped at the office to pay for a camp site.

Warner took me over to the bathrooms. They were in a small building made of wooden logs and a flat roof of steel. The men's bathrooms were on one side and the women's was on the other side. Inside the men's bathroom the walls and floor were concrete. There were two windows above the sinks that were at the top of the wall so no one could see inside. The four sinks were metal with a long mirror above them. There were four toilet stalls to the right and across from the toilet stalls were four shower stalls. We went into the same stall and peed. We were laughing at each other the whole time. After washing our hands we went out to find my dad and his mom. They were waiting for us in the Blazer by the bathrooms.

"Come on boys," said my dad. "We got a lot to do."

We climbed in and he drove down toward the lake. There were small groups of people sitting on a wooden boat dock with fishing poles in their hands. I could barely see the roped off section and Warner told me that was for swimming. It was far enough away that it wouldn't disturb the fish the others were trying to catch. We drove to that side of the lake and Dad stopped. We helped him get the tents out of the back of the Blazer and he showed me how to set mine up. Mary worked on the air mattresses with the air pump while we tried to help dad with his larger tent.

"Okay," said Dad when the tents were up. "You and Warner will sleep in your tent. Mary and I will sleep in mine. I don't want a bunch of noise at night when you should be sleepin'. You take showers before bed every night and don't wander off in the mornings. Get to the bathroom and do your business and then get back down here so I know where you are."

Mary came over with the air mattresses and we started putting them in the tents. My tent was just large enough for the two small air mattresses with enough room left at the back of the tent for our bags of clothes and games. Then we helped carry over the cooler. They'd stopped while I was asleep to fill it with lunch meat, cheese, milk and soft drinks. We sat around on the ground in front of our tents and had ham and cheese sandwiches, chips and soft drinks while Dad told Mary all about the hiking trails in the woods on the other side of the lake.

"Let your food settle before you head off to swim boys," Mary said when we were all done eating.

"And help her clean all of this up," my dad said. "The trash cans are on the other side of the trees."

After we took all of the trash to the dumpsters we were allowed to change into our trunks and go swimming. It was a little hard to change inside the tent but because we both had to get naked before we put the trunks on we put up with it. The last thing either of us wanted was for Mary to see us naked. We laughed at each other while we struggled to get our trunks on but I laughed harder at him because half way through the process his dick got stiff and refused to behave. We finally got them on and headed for the water. Warner held his towel in front of him to keep his mom from seeing his stiffy but the cold water in the lake took care of it for him.

We splashed around in the water and had a great time for most of the day. My dad finally came around to tell us it was time to get out of the lake and have some dinner. We got out and dried ourselves as good as we could but our trunks were still wet. Dad said that it didn't matter. We sat in lawn chairs while we ate hotdogs and chips. The sun was starting to go down after that and it was time for showers. Warner and I dragged our bags out of the tent so we could get dry shorts to wear and fresh towels and then headed off to the bathroom. We had it to ourselves so Warner told me to get in the same stall as him.

I had never taken a shower before so it was a brand new experience. Warner said we didn't have time for much because the water would probably get cold pretty fast but he did wash me all over and rub my dick in his soap slicked hands, giving me that amazing feeling twice before we rinsed off and got out of the shower. Mary gave us toasted marshmallows after our shower and we sat and ate those while she and Dad went off to take their showers. When they came back they told us to get in our tent and go to sleep. They were going into theirs as I was zipping the tent flap.

"Come over and get in with me," Warner whispered after a little while. "If we be really quiet we can play."

And that's just what we did. I climbed into his sleeping bag after he had taken off my shorts. He told me that we didn't need shorts to play so I climbed into his sleeping bag naked and found that he was naked too. He rubbed my dick for me as soon as I got in there. Then I took hold of his and started jackin' it for him. He told me when he was getting ready to shoot and then put a sock over the head of his dick and finished himself off. We did it three times that night. Well I only got to jack him off twice but he gave me the feeling three times that night. I went back to my own sleeping bag but didn't put my shorts back on. It was dark and I knew that if I turned on the flashlight my dad would probably want to know what we were doing.

The next morning Warner wasn't in the tent when I woke up. I thought he'd be outside with Dad and Mary but they weren't out there either. I had to pee really bad so I went to the bathroom. There was someone in the shower when I got there but I didn't even try to find out who it was. I just went pee, washed my hands and headed back to my tent. I was sitting there on the lawn chair when Mary came out of the tent she shared with my dad. I thought my dad was still in the tent so I didn't say anything right away.

"Where's your dad and Warner?" she asked me letting me know that I'd been wrong.

"I don't know," I said. "I got up and went to the bathroom but I haven't seen them."

"They're probably off on one of the trails," she said. "Hungry?"

"Yes ma'am," I said.

"Well let me use the bathroom and then I'll make you something to eat," she said.

Dad and Warner came back before she did. Warner smiled at me and told me that Dad had shown him a trail on the other side of the bathroom. Dad made a point of not looking at me or it seemed like that to me. I didn't know what to think about where they'd been but I was sure Warner either wasn't telling me everything or had out right lied to me. Fortunately Mary came back after that so I didn't have to think about it too long. I saw the food in her hands and my stomach growled.

"Where'd that come from?" Dad asked.

"They're serving it in the office," she said. "Help me set up trays so we can eat."

It was scrambled eggs and bacon with toast. She got juice out of the cooler and filled plastic cups for each of us. I ate it up and didn't think about anything else.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I'd like to hear from you all, but flames will be ignored. You can send me your comments. Thanks to LordRand for editing the story for me.